"I was just asking what you wanted to do for your 18th birthday, since you're going to be a man in a few hours." The voice of her becoming more and mo...e teasing towards the end of the sentence.Abbigail Doster was a real beauty, light skin, about 5'4 tall, not fat, but not slim either, luscious breasts and a backside to infuriate gods. She had curves in all the right places, full lips, ginger hair reaching to her mid-back, a freckled face and green eyes. You always liked her company, she was one. On a Friday we ‘dressed down’ so it was casual clothes only, which meant she wore jeans and was constantly pushed the top of her G string back down her jeans as I walked past, what I would give to just stick my hands down there and see what she felt like. She must have known I was looking, but what choice did I have, I’d walk past her, she’d be typing with at least 6 inches of olive tanned smooth skinned back exposed with a nice tapered waist that you could grab hold of then the slightest hint. The driver is a real jerk, steps out of his car and comes striding toward the officer, demanding to know why he is being harassed by the Gestapo!So the officer calmly tells him of the red light offence. The motorist instantly goes on a tirade, questioning the officer’s ancestry, sexual orientation, etc., in rather explicit offensive terms.The tirade goes on and on without the officer saying anything.When the officer finishes writing the ticket he puts an “AH” in the lower right corner of the. I looked up at him.“Promise me this won’t be the only time?” I asked.“I promise!” He replied. “I promise.”I took him in again, slipping on and off smoothly. His moans increased and I prepared myself for my reward. Sucking only half of him, the fingers of my right hand wrapped lightly around the base to sense the first gush, my left hand delicately held his long balls ready for a rise.“I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” He managed swaying like a sapling under the force of his mighty climax. It flooded.